"Who?" I asked, bewilderment clear in my voice although, I had an idea of who it could be.
"Mr. Styles is requesting your presence." he repeated himself.
"Who are you?" I looked at him skeptically.
"Miles, an...assistant to Mr. Styles." he smiled briefly. "He asked me to escort you."
"What?" I blinked a couple of times. This man, Miles, was acting like this was completely normal, but then again, maybe for him it was. "What does he want with me?" I'd been asked to give 'private shows' before, but never in this way.
"I'm not sure. He only asked me to escort you." There was a hint of annoyance in his voice. "Shall we go?"
Maybe it was the curiosity or maybe it was the desire to meet the man who'd been watching me all night, but I just nodded my head and began to follow behind him. Miles led us through the main floor of the club, back to a cluster of rooms. There were three doors on the very back wall and he stopped at the one in the middle. I bit my lip in anticipation as he opened the door, revealing a small room. It was furnished with a single armchair and a table that held a lamp. Also on the table was a decanter full of brown liquid, next to it was a crystal liquor glass.
I took a deep breath to ready myself before I walked into the room. Miles gave me one last smile before he shut the door with a bang, making me jump.
"Hello?" I called to the shadowy figure, whos back was to me. They were staring out the window with their hands clasped behind their back. A few moments passed before they turned to face me. My heart lodged in my throat as I registered the familiar face and mezmerizing green eyes.
"You put on quite a show." His voice was deep and velvety, as I imagined it would be.
"Thank you..." I fidgeted.
"A true preformer, you are. " He gave a deep smile. He approached me slowly, looking me up and down. He twirled a piece of my hair around his finger, tugging it before he let it fall again. "Whats your name?"
"What do you want from me?" I blurted.
"Your name." He walked away from me and over to the decanter, filling the crystal glass to the brim.
"Who are you?" I demanded. "Did you send me a note?"
"Tell me your name before I go out there and figure it out myself." He was looking down at his empty cup in his hand, but the tone of his voice was enough to frighten me. I knew Seth wouldn't give out our names, but Mr. Styles didn't look like he would hesitate to force it out of him.
"I have a strange feeling you already know." I remarked, a new bout of courage flaring up in me. He slammed the cup back down on the table, rattling the glass.
"I don't appreciate the way your talking to me." I fliched slightly as he walked up to me, my head only reaching his shoulder.
"How did you find my address?" I stupidly asked.
"That doesn't concern you." he said dismissively.
"LIke hell it doesn't!" I exclaimed. "Tell me and Ill tell you my name."
"I sent a friend to deliver it." He said shortly, giving me the notion he wasn't going to discuss it anymore. I stayed silent, and I could tell he was getting annoyed. "Your turn."
"Carmen. My name is Carmen Tull." I mumbled, looking down. "Yours?"
"Harry Styles." his face resumed smiling.
"Why have you been watching me and sending me notes? Are you the one giving requests for me?" I asked all at once.
"Yes, I have been. And like I said, you're a true preformer. I like to watch you." I can't deny that his words gave me a slight pleasure.
"Why did you call me back here? My shifts over at 2:00 and its 1:50 now, so we'll have to be qui--" I was cut off by Harrys rattling laugh.
"I don't want that from you." he took in my flushed cheeks. "Not tonight at least. I just wanted to make your acquaintance. But as you said, it's late, so I'll be off now." He picked up his jacket that was draped over the back of the arm chair. He touched my cheek softly as he passed, giving me a small smile.
"Ill see you tomorrow, Carmen." he called as he exited the room.
If only I knew what was to come.
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Fanfic"Bring your love baby, I can bring my shame." Carmen Tull is a pole dancer at a club in Cheshire with a terrible past. Harry Styles is a very powerful man who becomes captivated with Carmen. After giving her and offer she cannot refuse, Carmen find...